Thanks are due to a447 and like-minded sexpats for the current state of affairs at Goldencock. During my few visits to the bar in 1998, it was a very pleasant experience but much more sedate than it is now. Well done, a447.
Thanks are due to a447 and like-minded sexpats for the current state of affairs at Goldencock. During my few visits to the bar in 1998, it was a very pleasant experience but much more sedate than it is now. Well done, a447.
For most of my visits to Golden Cock it was indeed very sedate. It was just a place to have an afternoon drink and grab my guy to bring him back to the hotel. On some occasions he would unzip his fly and pull out the goods, and slip his hand down my pants, but he was the only one.
Then on visiting the bar a year or so ago, all the guys suddenly started dropping their pants and waving their appendages in my face. I have no idea what happened to turn the bar info a full-on hands-on place it is today.
Maybe they just started employing less inhibited guys.
My guy still puts his hand up my shorts every time I visit but he's careful to keep his own cock in his pants.
what a boring world it would be if we all were into the same type/thing...u into twinks others are not...now go have a drink and relax its not the end of the world
I Remember when I introduced my boyfriend to the new bed I had purchased for us. He was ecstatic and couldn't wait to stamp his energy upon the new bedsheets and duvet. He took twenty steps back and ran at the bed somersaulting onto it with a scream of "Fuuuuuuuuuuck - Ye-ha!!!!" He pulled me onto the firm mattress, tore open my shirt and bounced up and down on me like a wild child on a pogo stick. I drew back, but he pulled me upon him once more and smothered my face in kisses. He screamed out! He yelped! He groaned ecstatically as he tossed and turned and wriggled and shrieked. He howled like a banshee in a hurricane [or a nudist whose tits had become caught in the mangle in the laundry at the naturist holiday camp]. I did everything in my power to control his libido. Then, defiantly, he removed his clothes and, as he began to lower himself onto my face, howling like a vixen, he was forcibly pulled from the bed by an irate store detective, who escorted us both to the main entrance and ordered us never to return to a "Dreams" showroom in the future.
a447 (September 21st, 2018), bobsaigon2 (September 21st, 2018), Nathan B (September 22nd, 2018), Patanawet (September 21st, 2018), Smiles (September 21st, 2018), splinter1949 (September 21st, 2018), TaoR (September 22nd, 2018)
I feel your pain - I once had unashamed, hot, rampant, big cock hairy balls sex in Iceland.
I have to shop in Farmfoods now.
poshglasgow (September 22nd, 2018)
Nope. Don't get it but it comes with an emoji so it must be funny. Right?
Farmfoods specialise in frozen foods so that is the reference to Iceland.
I thought Future Boys had the best show, you were lucky to find an empty seat but the gogo that I went to as the place of last resort was Top Man also long gone at the end of the soi and upstairs across from DJ Station.
"In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king"